After saying that, Loren activated his Seventh Ability.

On the surface, a black and gold revolver appeared in Loren’s hand, and he fired a seemingly ordinary energy bullet at his target.

In reality, however, a “strand of Fortune” was secretly bestowed upon Marcus Rhine by Loren.

Immediately after, a massive amount of Misfortune and an equally massive amount of Fortune were simultaneously applied to the man by Loren.

The effects of “Misfortune” and “Fortune” canceled each other out, leaving Marcus Rhine’s body seemingly unchanged.

However, the immense consumption triggered by activating such vast quantities of both Misfortune and Fortune was borne entirely by this Mr. Marcus Rhine.

The sudden, overwhelming drain instantly forced Marcus Rhine to his knees, on the verge of losing consciousness.

Not everyone could withstand such massive consumption. Even the power source of that Titan-class Mecha couldn’t handle it…

The terror of a Rule-Based Psychic lies in their grasp of powers that are theoretically uncontrollable…

Uncontrolled Misfortune and Fortune, like wild horses breaking free from their reins, voraciously devoured the energy and spirit stored within the man.

At that moment, the energy bullet also arrived in front of Marcus Rhine at just the right time.

The energy bullet exploded without warning, transforming into scattered, sparkling golden light that dispersed through the dark forest, creating a rather beautiful sight.

“You see, killing you would be effortless for me. The fact that I haven’t done so proves I’m on your side.”

Before his consciousness completely faded into darkness, Marcus Rhine only had time to vaguely comprehend this final sentence.

After withdrawing his Seventh Ability, Loren walked over to the unconscious Marcus Rhine, crouched down, and delivered a measured, not-too-light, not-too-heavy tap to the back of the man’s head. This was to prevent him from waking up mid-transport.

——–

Federal Calendar 7708, October 19th, early morning.

Marcus Rhine, who had been unconscious all night due to the depletion of his spirit and energy, awoke in an unfamiliar room.

Perhaps because he had expended a great deal of mental energy the previous night, his head ached slightly. His consciousness, having just returned, was also somewhat hazy.

After opening his eyes, he stared blankly at the unfamiliar ceiling, feeling lost.

“Who am I? Where am I? What was I supposed to be doing?”

Five seconds later, his awareness gradually sharpened.

I remember, I was going to the Natural Scenic Area…

After I entered the forest, I realized I was being followed…

Then…

I was caught!!!

At this thought, Marcus Rhine’s mind snapped fully awake, and he abruptly sat up in bed!

Wait, my daughter is in danger!!!

“My dear father who abandoned his home and daughter! Did you sleep well last night?”

Ayla Morningstar’s adorable voice rang out in the room.

It must be an auditory hallucination. I must be so worried about my daughter that I’m hearing things…

Marcus Rhine, now sitting upright in bed, turned his head stiffly.

He was in a bedroom. The bedroom door was ajar, and the voice had come from the sofa in the living room.

That spacious black sofa was positioned directly facing the open bedroom door.

The black sofa seemed to have been moved deliberately to face the doorway…

On the wide sofa sat a young man radiating an aura of danger and immense pressure. Dressed in a black coat and wearing a hat, he sat with his legs crossed, watching Marcus with keen interest.

Beside the young man was a raven, tapping away at a portable computer with its claw.

Definitely a hallucination… since when do ravens play with portable computers…

After this internal complaint, Marcus Rhine continued turning his head.

Ayla Morningstar sat on the sofa, puffing out her cheeks as she stared at him.

Her little feet didn’t reach the carpet, and she was swinging them back and forth idly.

Huh?? Not a hallucination?!

“So the man last night really was someone my daughter hired to find me??”

“No, he could be someone lurking near my daughter, pretending to be friendly to gain my trust…”

Thinking this, Marcus Rhine pretended to be a little awkward as he greeted them.

“Good morning, daughter. What brings you to the Radiant Flow Star Domain?”

“Wait, the person next to you is… the Interstellar Hunter ‘Night Raven’?!”

Marcus Rhine’s voice gradually grew louder, filled with surprise and disbelief.

Having calmed down a bit, the more he looked at Loren, the more familiar he seemed. After another glance at the raven on the sofa, he began searching his memory.

Then, it finally clicked. He had seen Loren’s bounty notice just a couple of days ago…

Seeing her father’s utterly unreliable demeanor, Ayla Morningstar, sitting on the sofa, silently facepalmed with both hands.

So hard to manage, this generation of fathers…

“Dad!! Big brother’s name is Las Loren. Calling people by their nicknames is impolite…”

This made Marcus Rhine even more embarrassed.

This time, however, the feeling of awkwardness was genuine.

“My apologies, Mr. Loren. Last night, due to being overly tense and the poor lighting, I failed to recognize you…”

“I never imagined my daughter could convince you to take action…”

Daughter, how on earth did you manage to hire him?? You didn’t sell our family out, did you?!

A wave of unease washed over Marcus Rhine.

This was the ruthless individual carrying a 3-billion bounty who took down a Titan-class Mecha!! His fees must be astronomical…

Loren, who had been watching this scene with great interest, merely gave a slight tip of his hat.

“Good morning, Mr. Marcus Rhine.”

The raven beside him remained focused, head down, using its claw to play with the portable computer, saying nothing.

I’m just a bird. Don’t anyone disturb me while I’m on the computer…

Fearing he couldn’t afford the commission fee, Marcus Rhine gave Loren a somewhat guilty nod.

Then, he beckoned to his daughter, signaling for the little one to come to him.

He needed to have a talk with his daughter.

Seeing this, Ayla Morningstar turned her head to look at Loren, her two little eyes blinking, as if seeking Loren’s opinion.

Loren’s expression froze for a moment. *That’s your father, why are you looking at me??*

After a moment’s thought, Loren felt he understood the little girl’s meaning and nodded with a hint of helplessness.

“Don’t worry, he can’t run away. I left a mark on him…”

Due to the man’s exceptional ability to flee, Loren had, in the forest last night, pried open the unconscious man’s eyes and applied his Fifth Ability.

“If he tries to run away again, it will trigger a strand of Misfortune.”

And Loren could precisely locate the man’s position from where that strand of Misfortune was triggered.

As an Interstellar Hunter, Loren’s reputation might not be the best, but his after-sales service has always been quite good…

Hearing Loren’s answer, the little girl nodded happily, hopped off the sofa, and skipped over to her father’s side.

She threw herself into her father’s arms, pouring out her longing.

Witnessing this father-daughter reunion, Loren appropriately rose from the sofa and headed for the door leading out of the lounge.

This father and daughter, separated for so long, probably needed a bit of private space.

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